“I have someone coming to help you with that.”
“What do you mean?”
A gentle rap on the door keeps me from having to answer that particular question—at least for now. “Come in!” I call out.
The door cracks open, and Fearghas peeps inside. “Dr. Fearghas reporting for duty.”
“I’m guessing you met Felix?”
“Yes. Great lad.” He comes into the room all the way and shuts the door behind him. “I hear your name is Deissy.”
“It is.”
He takes a seat on a stool then scoots closer to her and grins. “I knew a Deissy once. Very nice. Made the best shepherd’s pie you’d ever have.”
Deissy smiles softly as Fearghas’s charm works perfectly to ease her frayed nerves. “Are you here to check me out?”
“Fearghas is a fae,” I explain.
Deissy’s brows draw together. “Fae?”
“Kind of like a fairy but much cooler.”
Fearghas snarls. “I am nothing like a fairy.”
“He is,” I whisper, and she laughs. “He can help you forget what you saw tonight.”
“Wait, what? Forget? Like, erase my mind?”
“Just the events of the last twenty-four hours,” Fearghas explains. “I would do it to your fiancée, as well, since he’s going to be rather confused if you’ve suddenly forgotten about your evening of unfortunate events.”
Her jaw drops. “You want to make me forget? But why?” She turns to me. “I won’t say anything.”
“You saw people die tonight, Deissy. And not just die, they were murdered. Violently. Is that not something you want to forget?”
“But if I forget, then how will I know what to look out for? What if more vampires come to my place and attack?”
Another knock on the door has me glancing over as Tarnley steps in. He’s changed, no longer soaked in the blood of the vampire whose throat he ripped out. “May I come in?”
Deissy nods. “Of course.”
He shuts the door softly.
“I was just explaining to Deissy what Fearghas can do for her.”
“I won’t tell anyone, I swear. Please don’t take this from me,” she pleads.
“She knows everything, then?” Tarnley questions.
“Yes.”
He sighs. “Why wouldn’t you want to forget? Trust me, having this knowledge, Deissy—it does not come without a price. You’re going to start scouring shadows and searching for monsters where there are none.”
“I know it will be hard to get back to a normal life. But I don’t want to forget. You just told me that there’s an entire supernatural group of superheroes out there, fighting back against rogue monsters. That’s the coolest and most amazing thing I’ve ever heard. Please, I swear I will say nothing, but I don’t want to be ignorant.”
The three of us who have skin in this game look from one another until finally, Fearghas smiles at her. “Give us a moment, will you?”
“Okay.”